a catastrophe a painful journeydown memory lane lovers lost pride prejudice eternal pain helplessness loneliness all in vain a solitary sentinel weeping over herlost domain new nubilemore sexier hot hijrasmetro sexual net savvy ordained when old age catches up with the hijra a lingering sorrow is what remains her aging soul bound captive in molten burning chains time and tide wont wait for the hijra she must sustain live suffer fuck dont complain

hoping to be let in respected as human as they are human on every score the untouchable social scums underprivileged a bleeding sore blood sweat tears on the mound of despair washed ashore forced to beg dance even whore live on the outskirts behind shut doors like sex slaves doing sexual chores beaten brutalized raped sodomized as the human soul snores dignity honor self respect of the hijras who will restore hijras are broken dolls fuck forget carry on as before hijas love hate dislike abhor whether you understand their sufferings hardships their eternal pain i am not so sure

It was Baby chela of Ma Madhurima of Park Site Vikhroli who was in charge of the events at the All India Hijda Sammelan gathering of Hijras and their fashion week and fashion show.

It was late Ragini Nayak who granted me permission to shoot the fashion show thanks to social activist Mr Santosh Shetty a dear friend , we were just two photographers at that time me and Nitin Sonawane of Times Group.

Baby Hijra Guru did not take kindly to us , but later she had a chang of heart and I met her the following day by that time she had Hijda Searched me my background my status and my motive for shooting hijras.

Hijra Search is a more powerful engine than Google Search..

The hijras without the Internet come to know where a child is born and if it is a eunuch child they take custody of it as their own.. this is what I was told.

Baby came to know of my connection with Laxmi Narayan Tripathi from Th…

she was darkas dark as midnight but she did not envy the wheatish colored hijra voluptuous nubile gorgeous delight dark though she was she was sweetish all right dreaming of a prince charming her dreamsin mid flight her dreams out of sight lead kindly light black is beautiful though white is just white the hijras collectively born out of sorrow a dead tomorrow a fall from a height shadows and fright poetic plight castrated chaos karmic pain the hijra heritage hijra birthright

Perhaps I imagine too much but while going to Ratlam on a pilgrimage a hijra spotted me sitting on the floor , I had a valid ticket but no seat she immediately offered me tea biscuits and than asked me if I needed any money or further help.. she touched my feet kissed my hand and g…

Collected Information About the Eunuchs of India Known as Hijras, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. Hijra means "impotent one" in Urdu. In Hindi, hijra may be spelled hijada, hijara, hijda, hijira, or hijrah, and is pronounced somewhere between "heejra" and "heejda". An older, more respectable term for hijra is kinnar. An abusive slang Hindi term for hijra is chakka.Some hijras were made to be literal eunuchs -- some of them against their will. The process isn't ordinarily a pretty one, usually carried out without the aid of modern anesthesia or antibiotics. Most, however, are transgender of some sort and choose to foreswear their lives as men while retaining their sex organs. A few, however, are intersex and are considered to be "born eunuchs." Hijras are usually considered to constitute a third sex or third gender in that they are neither men nor women. (Not coincidentally, both hijras and two-spirits -- Native American …

god was generous he was kindhe gave the hijra beauty sensualityan open mind born a man the hijra poetically a concept of two souls in a single body he defined spirit and fleshhe combined ying and yanghe aligned prose poetry passion pathoshe entwined but sadly the hijra used abused raped sodomized by the so called puritans of mankind the hijra on the soul of humanity hunted preyed viciously maligned targeted by homophobic hate as an untouchable by society his fate outlined the religious bigot the god man with daggers drawnto hell confined the hijra is human do i need to remind through my blogs my poetry his pain enshrined

born a male she asked god almighty a boon to make her a desirable woman very soon metamorphosed now the hijra over the moon a clarie de la lune darkness at dawn midnight at noon her flesh was willing her spirit immune the hijra lyrical tune to the ravages of time she was immune pursued by the politician the film starthe man in khaki the evasive tycoon she had them all under her thumb including the local buffoon beneath her windows love songs he would croon pitter patter of the raindrops mumbai melodramatic monsoon her long list of admirers from dehradun to rangoon flowers on her path strewn a monsoon lover dressed in maroon misty eyed june a forbidden love stronger than a Burmese typhoon born from the soul of an androgynous cocoon a pearl held in the mouth of an oyster in a blue lagoon

feel the pleasures of the flesh once before you die open yourself up you smart ass guy come in the darkness of the night give hope a chance before your hopes dry as i slither over your lifeless body make you joyously cry your inner depth your dark desires i pry a forbidden fruit i offer you on the sly dickhead welcome to my parlor said the hijra to the fly

I really dont know the actual string of events but I was told that the night Mona was born a eunuch child she was handed over to the hijras.

And I never was curious to really know the truth of Monas birth , I shoot pictures I shoot pain I shoot life I dont prod people with details of their past.

I am not a story teller per se.

And so many years have passed since I met Mona her mother Babita the hijra beauty in the white dress and her foster father Gopal Haji, but I maintain a sense of decorum , one thing I know I wont ever publish a coffee table book, coffee table books are for the fucked rich and the lazy..

I also know I wont ever be printed as a book of poems leave aside hijra poetry.. so I shoot pictures because I have poetic access to these people , there is no other agenda or gainful purpose or motivation.